Wooing My Ex-Wife

Cedrick was so stunned that he was at a loss for words.

He had previously been set up a few times by his daughter’s complaints, and now, it was his son’s turn to do the same.

What should I do? Should I put him on my lap and give him a good spanking? No, Benny has a weak constitution. He’s mostly caring and rarely causes trouble.

Unable to bring himself to do that, Cedrick had no choice but to accept his bitter fate.

At his father’s silence, Benedict put his phone on speaker and asked Gwendolyn, “Mommy, Daddy just said that you like to cry and play the victim before him. Did you hear that? Is it true?”

A brief silence ensued over the line before Gwendolyn’s melodious voice rang out.

“I didn’t hear you the first time. Benny, can you ask Daddy again? I’ll make sure to listen carefully this time.”

Despite her calm tone, Cedrick was sensitive enough to pick up the faint displeasure in her voice.

Knowing that Gwendolyn was giving him a chance to redeem himself, he took it at once. “Actually, I wasn’t done talking. I might have absolute authority at home, but when it comes to you and Zendy, I have someone else to report to. She’s none other than your mommy, who’s also my wife. I manage you and Zendy, while she manages me.”

Raising his voice, Cedrick continued in a serious tone, “Also, your mommy doesn’t know how to play the victim. Instead, it was I who pretended to be pitiful to catch her attention when I was courting her. I won’t ever make your mommy cry because it’s always my fault whenever she sheds a tear.”

Despite looking clueless, Benedict listened intently. “Wow, you’re amazing, Mommy. Daddy’s is responsible for educating us, while you’re in charge of educating him.”

While Cedrick was rendered speechless, Gwendolyn’s chuckle could be heard over the line. “That’s one way to describe it, Benny. Daddy has also done a good job clarifying it. Once I get off work, I’ll give your daddy a wonderful reward.”

A reward?

Cedrick’s brows furrowed in response. Am I to kneel on Lego pieces for fifteen minutes or be beaten with a wooden ruler this time?

thinking about it caused Cedrick to feel

asked Gwendolyn with a gentle tone, “Darling, what time are you getting off work today? How about

with Charles, and he told me that he had taken Zendy to the playground. I’ll pick her up later before coming over to get you

right. You’re the boss,” Cedrick agreed obediently, seemingly feeling self-conscious about his

Benedict gave Cedrick a look of

picking me up? Did I hear Mommy right? Does that mean I

I’ve spoken to your Uncle Joshua, and he says that your body has grown completely accustomed to the drug. There’s no need to keep you in the lab for monitoring. From now on, you can go home every day and

staying in the lab. It was difficult for Cedrick and Gwendolyn to take good

they could take him home with them, they wanted to

Jensons had historically been groomed in the army to become elites.

his son to harbor inner demons that would one day drive him down the path of

eyes glistened at the knowledge that he

five-year-old child, he naturally

dining table together with

tousle. “Not just tonight. You’ll

with Mommy tonight? I want

a second. “No, you said a while ago that you’re

already plotting how to steal Gwendolyn from

“I know. Mommy belongs to you. If I were to sleep with Mommy, you

resolute nod. “Gwendolyn is my wife first

“I understand.”

son on the cheeks. “That’s

crafty Zendy, she would definitely kick up a fuss and create a huge drama to get what she

felt relieved that Benedict was

for he would be